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My mother moved to a small redneck town in the USA when I was a teenager. It seemed inexplicable to me - of all the places in the world for a Welsh valley girl to live, why there? In an attempt to understand why my mother now says "popsicle" and "sidewalk" instead of 'ice lolly' and 'pavement' I've been making my own journeys to the USA. More of a visual diary than a defined project, this work is ever evolving and travels across multiple states over many years. The images change regularly, new ones appear while others are taken down. As fleeting as the moments themselves.